A Time for eLearning

A Time for eLearning

Life has totally rerouted on us lately. Without much warning, the road signs changed, and we are on unmapped highways. One of those sudden changes is the new world of eLearning. I have homeschooled my children in the past, and I remember the weight and the joy. There...
A Penny Bottle of Perfume

A Penny Bottle of Perfume

This short story is dedicated to my friend, LuRhe, in loving memory of her daughter, Jacinda Edwards Stetler, who was a devoted and beloved teacher. Tommy was dirty. His overalls were ragged. His hair had a cowlick that sprouted like new alfalfa on the back of his...
Ode to Sweet Tea

Ode to Sweet Tea

Some things are sacred in the south – sweet iced tea is one of them. You know how valuable something is by what people will sacrifice for it. I can only imagine how the King’s tea tax smote the heart of our Revolutionary forbears. Their devotion to country cost them...
A Little Piece of Rock

A Little Piece of Rock

Joe fixed his eyes on it as he crawled. A rock jutting up on the beach, a few hundred yards from him. All he had to do was reach it. The men of the 1st Infantry Division, Company B, were floundering toward dry land, kicking, thrashing, coughing, dragging each other to...
High School Reunion

High School Reunion

The trees were burnished gold outside her window. Beyond the road, Jenna could see the cornstalks drying in the late autumn sun. It was a gorgeous October day.       She stuffed another sweater in the suitcase and grimaced as she zipped it shut. Packing light was a...
The Day Macbeth Escaped

The Day Macbeth Escaped

Macbeth was gone. Someone must have forgotten to latch the lid.       Katrin was taking a dog-eared library card from a 1st grader when her peripheral vision caught a glimpse of the empty case. Her first thought was to bolt from her chair, but she squashed the urge...

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